Street King
Knuckles bruised, that's the words I spoke
Don't hunt for trouble, but it hunts for me
A cold dead stare is my guarantee!
Fuck your compromise, to hell with lies
Honor is the only thing that never dies
Boots hitting pavement like a hammer on steel
To your cheap leaders, I will never kneel!
Припев
I'm the Street King! (Oi! Oi!)
No gold, no lords!
I'm the Street King! (Oi! Oi!)
Cutting the cords!
My throne is a stool, holding up the bar
My crown is a jagged, ugly scar
I'm the Street King!
And I ain't going far!
Limousines passing, hiding their eyes
Street law is sharp, cuts through the lies
Last man standing is the one with the truth
Watch your mouth, or lose a tooth
We drank this life from the bottle, raw
While your morals rotted at the core
Don't preach to me, you rich little suit
You're a nobody here, I'm the root!
Silence... before the storm...
Hear the march?
(Tempo speeds up rapidly)
Here comes your fear!
The end is near!
One strike!
One rule!
Get out, you fool!
Припев
I'm the Street King! (Oi! Oi!)
No gold, no lords!
I'm the Street King! (Oi! Oi!)
Cutting the cords!
My throne is a stool, holding up the bar
My crown is a jagged, ugly scar
I'm the Street King!
And I ain't going far!
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